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In the shadowed depths of Northrend, within the icy heart of Dragonblight, the loud crunches in the ice and snow heralded the emergence of a great and dark creature. The air was thick with a chilling mist, and the cavern walls glistened with frost, reflecting the faint, ghostly light that barely penetrated the abyss. This was the realm of the undead, where The Scourge held dominion, and few dared to venture here unbidden. Yet, Shadowcatch moved with confidence, his black scales absorbing the dim light, rendering him almost invisible within the cavern's gloom.
Shadowcatch, once a man from a world beyond this one, had long discarded his name and identity. His transformation into a Black Dragon was a fate he had not sought but had come to accept reality after knowing what that meant for his old life. He had become a draconic being that had no connection to The Old Gods, something that aided him while in the presence of Onyxia and even that of Nefarian...
Being blessed with the powers of the Black Dragons and all what their blood could grant him was a great boon to his operations indeed. He had commanded his kobold servants, now reforged into their Dungeons & Dragons counterparts, to remain behind. These loyal minions, once simple creatures with candles on their heads, had been reshaped and reeducated to being loyal to only him… and with the knowledge that made them Tucker’s Kobolds.
With the abilities of The Earth Warder’s blood flowing through him, Shadowcatch laid low and built his kobold warrens, just so that one day he could be powerful enough in case Deathwing took notice of him so he could escape. So many contingency plans were made, that even here, deep in the territories of The Lich King, Shadowcatch hoped he could find more places to hide.
Yet, this journey into the heart of The Scourge was one he chose to undertake alone. His eyes, a piercing yellow that seemed to cut through the darkness, scanned the cavern ahead. Shadowcatch's breath came out in plumes of frosty mist, his nostrils flaring as he caught the scent of decay and dark magic that permeated the air.
He was close to the heart of the mountain.
Ahead, the cavern widened, revealing the center of the mountain. Here, a vast, open space was illuminated by an eerie green light, the source of which was a massive pit where The Scourge's minions labored tirelessly. Ghouls and abominations, skeletal warriors, and necromancers were all hard at work, digging up precious resources to fuel the Lich King’s war machine.
Shadowcatch closed his eyes, focusing his mind and drawing upon his mind…
“Come…”
Within moments, the air around Shadowcatch shimmered behind him with arcane energy. Portals began to open, glowing with a deep, otherworldly light. From these rifts emerged the kobolds, armored in leather, armed with flintlock pistols, hand crossbows, and daggers. They gathered behind their draconic master in large numbers, their eyes filled with a fierce, fanatical loyalty.
Shadowcatch opened his eyes, surveying the assembled force. The kobolds, once simple and easily cowed, now stood ready for battle, their ranks swelling as more and more emerged from the portals. He felt a swell of pride at the sight. These were his creations, his army, and they were the key to his success.
"Ready yourselves," he commanded, his voice a low, rumbling growl that echoed through the cavern. "We strike swiftly and without mercy. This mountain shall become ours tonight…”
This Commission was brought to you by:
dahurgthedragon
Thank you all for reading my small snippet of an isekai hobby series I am currently writing for my own hobbyist interests! This one was so good that I decided commissioning my ideas and bringing them to light seemed like a wonderful idea to bring to the audience.
Again, thank y'all so much for y'alls time,
- True
Shadowcatch, once a man from a world beyond this one, had long discarded his name and identity. His transformation into a Black Dragon was a fate he had not sought but had come to accept reality after knowing what that meant for his old life. He had become a draconic being that had no connection to The Old Gods, something that aided him while in the presence of Onyxia and even that of Nefarian...
Being blessed with the powers of the Black Dragons and all what their blood could grant him was a great boon to his operations indeed. He had commanded his kobold servants, now reforged into their Dungeons & Dragons counterparts, to remain behind. These loyal minions, once simple creatures with candles on their heads, had been reshaped and reeducated to being loyal to only him… and with the knowledge that made them Tucker’s Kobolds.
With the abilities of The Earth Warder’s blood flowing through him, Shadowcatch laid low and built his kobold warrens, just so that one day he could be powerful enough in case Deathwing took notice of him so he could escape. So many contingency plans were made, that even here, deep in the territories of The Lich King, Shadowcatch hoped he could find more places to hide.
Yet, this journey into the heart of The Scourge was one he chose to undertake alone. His eyes, a piercing yellow that seemed to cut through the darkness, scanned the cavern ahead. Shadowcatch's breath came out in plumes of frosty mist, his nostrils flaring as he caught the scent of decay and dark magic that permeated the air.
He was close to the heart of the mountain.
Ahead, the cavern widened, revealing the center of the mountain. Here, a vast, open space was illuminated by an eerie green light, the source of which was a massive pit where The Scourge's minions labored tirelessly. Ghouls and abominations, skeletal warriors, and necromancers were all hard at work, digging up precious resources to fuel the Lich King’s war machine.
Shadowcatch closed his eyes, focusing his mind and drawing upon his mind…
“Come…”
Within moments, the air around Shadowcatch shimmered behind him with arcane energy. Portals began to open, glowing with a deep, otherworldly light. From these rifts emerged the kobolds, armored in leather, armed with flintlock pistols, hand crossbows, and daggers. They gathered behind their draconic master in large numbers, their eyes filled with a fierce, fanatical loyalty.
Shadowcatch opened his eyes, surveying the assembled force. The kobolds, once simple and easily cowed, now stood ready for battle, their ranks swelling as more and more emerged from the portals. He felt a swell of pride at the sight. These were his creations, his army, and they were the key to his success.
"Ready yourselves," he commanded, his voice a low, rumbling growl that echoed through the cavern. "We strike swiftly and without mercy. This mountain shall become ours tonight…”
*_*This Commission was brought to you by:
dahurgthedragonThank you all for reading my small snippet of an isekai hobby series I am currently writing for my own hobbyist interests! This one was so good that I decided commissioning my ideas and bringing them to light seemed like a wonderful idea to bring to the audience.
Again, thank y'all so much for y'alls time,
- True
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